Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2012 23:17:23 +0200
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Fighting Pirates. Part Seven.

  This story is for persons of eighteen years or over.  All comments, good
or bad, are welcome and all will be answered.

   Part Seven

     We went back to our ship and William paid off the carriage and the two
boys went strutting up onto the deck in their new boots and clothes and I
think I acted as proud as they did. Though as soon as we got below, they
quickly changed back to their old clothes and when asked why, they said
that they didn't want them ruined. They were only to be worn when going
ashore with their captains.

     Cookie, it appeared, was quite happy to go into the depths of London
to find cooks for the other two ships and was very pleased that we had
asked him. William and I had our dinner in the cabin and I caught hold of
Midge and spoke to him quietly.

     `Did you sleep alright with Dinky last night?'

     `Yes Captain Jim. We slept fine sir.'

     `Did...did Dinky fuck you?'

     `Oh yes, not as good as you Captain Jim, but good enough. I even got
to fuck him too.' Now that set me to thinking. His penis when limp was
quite small but a nice little rod when it was erect. Nowhere near the girth
and length of William, but might, just might be enough to satisfy me some
night, especially if I'm going to be away from William for over a month. I
gave his bum a pat.

     `Go off and have fun with Dinky,' I said and turned to William just as
they left. `Let's go to bed William so that I can say thank you for what
you have given me today,' then added, `and for whatever else you want to
give me.' He smiled and began to get undressed. I was naked first and
quickly under the covers and saw that he had an erection that was going to
be mine in a few minutes. So within a minute of him getting into the bed, I
said to hell with the cold and I was up on my knees presenting him with my
backside for him to fuck.

     Fuck me he did! Right royally too. Pushing in without lubrication and
then ramming himself hard up into me, making me gurgle with delight. Having
his hard cock plough my furrow and give me an intense thrill as he set all
my nerves alight with his constant pushing and then soothing with each pull
back of his solid shaft was a pleasure that I could not get enough of. I
squeezed him as hard as I could as he finally held me tight to his hips as
his pelvic bone ground up against the cheeks of my bum.

     Then I felt the sudden change in pressure inside me as his sperm was
forced up into that small space, to spray my insides and coat the head of
his spitting cock. The heat was intense and it warmed me from the inside
out and I only felt the cold when he pulled out. It was like an arctic wind
round the ring of my arsehole and I shivered from both the cold and the
pleasure I had just been given. I hopped off the bed and quickly wet a
cloth and cleaned his still throbbing cock and when I got back into bed, I
found it was still hard and so I went down and chewed on it as well as
sucked until it deflated. Boy, did I get some kisses from him for that
fuck.

     We stayed in that cabin for two whole days with me sucking on him
between having him fuck me. The only ones allowed to enter were one of the
boys to bring us food and drink and got sniggers because each time they saw
us, we were in bed together. He again surprised me for on the third
morning, Dinky brought in our food and William had got up for a piss and
with a robe on had sat down as Dinky put the plates down on the table with
me still in bed. He pulled Dinky to one side and whispered in his ear and
Dinky gave out a big smile and nodded his head.

     `You haven't had Dinky yet, have you?' William asked me. I shook my
head wondering where he was going with that question. `Well Dinky wants you
to fuck him,' was the answer. `Go on Dinky, get your clothes off and get
into bed.'

     `You're joking?' I said as I watched Dinky take his clothes off. He
was now about fourteen years of age and just over half a foot taller than
Midge and I saw that his pecker was a bit bigger too and it was erect.

     `No I'm not,' he said with a smile as he sat back to watch.

     `Please Captain Jim,' Dinky pleaded, his big black eyes full of both
hope and sorrow. One that I'd accept and the other that I'd refuse. I felt
embarrassed at not only the silent appeal in his eyes but the fact that
William was encouraging this and would watch us doing this. Well fuck you
William was my thoughts and pulled back the bed covers to reveal that I had
an erection.

     `Come into bed Dinky and have a real man,' I said, letting him see
that my erect cock was now almost or about the same size as that of
William. He couldn't get onto the bed quick enough and he went straight
down and took me into his mouth and began sucking on me. `Slow down Dinky,'
I cried, falling back at this sudden rush onto my body. I pushed him off
and pulled him up the bed and rolled him over onto his stomach and got
behind him and heaved him up onto his knees. The cheeks of his bum were of
a paler shade of black to that of Midge but that didn't matter to me now
for I was just as eager to fuck that small backside as he was to have my
prick up inside him.

     `Captain Jim!' he cried as I pushed the head of my cock between those
cheeks and found what I wanted and entered him. I slid in with ease and he
moved and nestled back onto me till our thighs met and I could enter him no
further. `You're just as big as Captain Foster,' he gasped, his sphincter
muscle pulsating in his squeezing of my shaft inside of him. He was tight
but much the same as Midge and his black back shone in the lantern light as
I held his hips firmly before beginning to fuck him.

     Whether this had been arranged or not or I don't know, but at that
point, Midge came in and saw me stuck up Dinky's arse and saw that William
was only wearing a robe. He shut the door behind him and moved into the
middle of the cabin.

     `Captain Jim. As you're fucking Dinky, can Captain Foster have me?'

   `Why not,' said William before I could speak and he flipped open the
front of his robe to reveal that he was fully erect too.

     `Ooooh,' squealed Midge and without asking permission first, went
straight over and knelt down and began to suck on William's rampant
cock. Like me, he didn't want his essence taken out that way and he lifted
Midge off and turned him round, still holding him up in the air with his
strong hands. Midge had to steady himself as he was lowered down for
William only had two hands and so had to let Midge take hold of the
erection that was touching his bum and lift it straight up and hold it
there till William began to lower him down onto it and Midge gave out a
gasp as it widened his ring before it filled him.

     `You's as big as Captain Jim sir,' he said in an exhalation of
breath. William gave me a wicked grin as he began to bounce Midge on his
lap which triggered me off watching this display to really start fucking
the backside that my cock was stuck up in.

     Both boys were crying out with joy as both were being reamed at the
same time and I really enjoyed this foursome if it could be called
that. Fucking the backside of one and seeing another being fucked at the
same time. It wasn't long before I cried out and pulled and held Dinky
tight to my thighs as I pumped out my seed into his body. William too gave
out a moan and was jerking himself up from his chair as he came inside
Midge whilst holding him tight round the waist.

     I gave out a big sigh and pulled out of Dinky who whimpered at my
withdrawal and he got off the bed as I rolled over onto my back and went
and fetched a wet cloth to wipe me. William had lifted Midge up off of his
own still erect piece and had Midge wash him before Midge went back down
and sucked on the wilting member.

     `Now you look after Captain Jim Midge while you're away,' he said
sternly, lifting him up off his cock and standing him down on the deck.

     `Yes sir, I will,' was the reply. William turned him round and gave
him a light slap on the black bum. `Now go and get dressed for you've got a
long journey ahead of you.'

     `And you look after Captain William while I'm away,' I said to Dinky
and pulled him to me and gave him a kiss. I think I startled him at doing
this and thought that I was now one up on William if he hadn't kissed the
boy yet. `Now you get dressed.'

     `You get dressed too,' William said to me as he got up and began to
get his clothes together. `We'll go and get your new clothes and when
dressed as a proper gentleman, we'll see you off to Devon.' Both Midge and
Dinky had run off to get dressed and I got out of bed and dressed too and
was soon ready and I went ashore with William and the two boys and a
carriage was quickly found that took us to the tailors.

     I must say that when I tried on the clothes made for me, I really did
look like a proper gentleman but I didn't leave wearing them. They were
packed up for me and William told me to put one of the suits on before I
presented myself to my family. Just to carrying on what I was wearing for
the journey. He paid for the clothes and pressed a bag of coins into my
hand and pulled me into a corner of the shop out of sight of the others.

     `Take care Jim,' he said as he held me by the forearms. `One month and
come back safely,' he said and pulled me close to his body and held me
tight as he kissed me. Even up to now I've never had such a passionate one
than that that he gave to me in the dark corner of the tailor's shop. `I'll
be thinking of you all the time you are away,' and I could see a tear in
his eye as I kissed him once more and turned back into the light.

     He took us to a coaching inn and paid for our transportation to
Bideford and we all said our goodbye's there and then for we were only just
in time before its departure. William and Dinky waved us off as the coach
rattled out of the yard and I settled back into my seat after they had
disappeared from sight to see our fellow passengers. They were looking at
Midge, a small black boy dressed up in our type of clothes and gave me
rather queer looks too.

     I felt that I had to explain and so told them of how he came to be
here in England and it wasn't long before he was being fed sweetmeats and
pieces of confection and we kept them enthralled until we came to our first
night stop at another coaching inn.

     Going in wearing my sword and having a small black boy carrying my bag
behind me was enough to convince them that I was a gentleman and even more
so when I was addressed as Captain by Midge. I was given the best room they
had to offer when I explained that my servant never left my side and with
the bag being taken up, we had dinner before going up ourselves and getting
into a cold damp bed.

     We soon warmed it up with our bodies as we cuddled and kissed, both of
us getting an erection in the process. It wasn't long before I had Midge on
his knees and my cock up his backside, giving him a good fuck and pleasure
to myself at my release. He washed me and we lay together and I was gently
rubbing his stiff little cock in my hand when he spoke.

     `Captain Jim? I know I shouldn't really say something like this, but I
know that you and Captain Foster like...like to do what we do, but, er,
well, you know what Dinky and I do. What I'm trying to say is...'he
stammered again. `Would you like to pretend that I'm Captain Foster?' He
was trembling in my arms and I knew that it had taken him a lot of courage
to make the suggestion, an idea that I had toyed with a little while
back. Small as his prick was, I needed a prick inside me and I took my time
in answering him. I rolled over and looked into his black expectant face
and kissed him.

     `Don't hurt me with it,' I said and began to laugh and his face broke
into a smile and laughed with me and gave me a big hug.

     I turned and went up onto my knees and he got behind me and stroked my
waist, the cheeks of my bum and my thighs.

     `Such strong thighs,' he said. `I'll be gentle,' and we both started
laughing again and in the middle of it, his prick came into my backside. It
didn't cause me any problems as I felt him enter me for I wouldn't have
flinched at either a pencil or a finger but only something of the size of
William. But his cock was up inside me and his small hands were on my hips
and I felt him moving in and out of me and I squeezed him and made him
chuckle with delight. What surprised me was I enjoyed having his little
prick fuck me and knew that we would be doing this for a long time to
come. But he was coming and I was again amazed at how much sperm he had
inside those little pair of balls and had pumped into my arse.

     I got to fuck him again in the morning before we got up to get dressed
and left the room and went downstairs for our indifferent breakfast. We had
the same passengers in the coach and they wanted to hear more of our
adventures and I kept them enthralled for the whole day till our next stop
where Midge and I had a repeat performance of the night before.

                                                            *

     We changed coaches at Exeter and a short time later, rattled into
Bideford where we got off. It was mid afternoon and I hired a closed
carriage to take us out of town to where my family lived. It wasn't very
far but I needed to change my clothes and did so with the help of Midge
though he still managed to get his mouth on the head of my prick while
aiding me.

     I was a bag of nerves when the carriage pulled up and nearly told the
driver to take me back to the village I was that nervous. But Midge opened
the door and jumped out and so I had to follow and as he got my bag, I paid
the driver and walked up to the front door of my house and banged on the
knocker.

     The door was opened by a middle aged man I'd not seen before and I saw
his eyes run up and down me before asking me what I wanted.

     `This is the Dawkins residence?' I asked him.

     `Yes sir.'

     `Then please inform Mrs Dawkins that Captain Jim Dawkins is here,' I
said.

     `Come inside sir and I'll inform the mistress,' he said as he let us
into the hall while he went to the sitting room door, knocked and opened it
and stood there. `Madam. There is a Captain Jim Dawkins to see you.'

     `Captain Jim Dawkins?' I heard my mother say. `I don't know any
Captain Jim...Jim?... Jim!' The last being a shout and the butler was
pushed aside and there stood my mother. She had aged a little, some grey
hairs now but still looked as beautiful as when I last saw her. `Jim?' and
her voice trembled. `Yes!' she cried and flew across the hall and into my
arms and I picked her up and whirled her around as she kissed my cheeks,
not one kiss but many. `We'd given you up for dead. One letter in eight
years and that has been three since then. I can't believe it's really you,'
she said as I put her back down onto her feet and she stepped back to look
at me. `Going away a boy and coming back a man. Your father is going to be
delighted when he comes home. But what's with this Captain bit?'

     `It's true. I'm a Captain of a ship,' I said as I took her hands and
let her pull me into the sitting room.

     `My, I'm so proud of you and your father's going to be too when he
gets home.' Her excitement was so great she was repeating herself. `Which
shouldn't be long now,' she added. `Oh you are a pretty sight for my tired
old eyes.'

     `Old? Never. You look just as lovely as when I last saw you,' I said,
still holding her hands.

     `Flatterer,' she said but was pleased with what I had said. `But who's
this you've brought with you?' I looked over my shoulder at Midge still
standing there in the doorway, a shy smile on his face.

     `This is my cabin boy and personal servant. Come here Midge and say
hello to my mother.' He came over very tentatively, seeing that he was
actually having to walk across a carpet. He stopped by my side. `Well say
hello,' I said.

     `Hello Captain Mother,' he said in a shy voice.

     `Oh, isn't he cute. Hello yourself. I didn't quite catch your name?'

     `Midge, Captain Mother. I'm called Midge. Captain Jim named me,' he
said.

     `Oh he's adorable. But what's with this you being called Captain?
No. No don't tell me yet. Let's wait till your father gets home. He's going
to be so excited. Everard! Show my son Jim up...oh! But you know where your
room is Jim,' she laughed. `It's still the same as you left it. Well
almost. It's been tidied up a bit since then. We'll have to make ready a
room for Midge.'

     `There's no need for that mother. A small cot placed in my room will
suffice. He always sleeps in my cabin in case I need anything during the
night.'

     `Everard! When Jake gets back, get him to get a cot into Mr...Captain
Jim's room please,' she said.

     `Yes ma-am,' the butler replied and went out and closed the door
behind him.

     `A butler?' I enquired of her. `Business must be good.'

     `It is. There was a slight hiccup to begin with, what with the ship
you were on being lost, but since then, everything's been going
perfectly. Jake is our handyman and then there's Celia, that's Everard's
wife. She's our cook and housekeeper and we also have Sybil who is our maid
and helps Everard at the table.'

     Jake it appeared, lived just up the lane with his widowed mother and
did our gardening and odd jobs as well as drive a small coach that it
appeared we had, to take father and my elder brother David into Bideford
every day and collected them in the early evening. So business must be good
for my mother and father to be able to afford all this.

     `If you'll excuse me mother, I'd like to have a wash before father
gets home and let Midge see where everything is,' I said.

    `Yes dear, you run along and I'll see Sybil to get linen for your bed
and have a fire made up in your room for tonight,' she replied. I then gave
Midge a push to get him out of the sitting room and led him upstairs and
into my old bedroom.

     `You'se lived here in dis clean and lovely house and left it?' Midge
asking in awe, looking at the room and its furnishing.

    `Yes,' I laughed, `but I wasn't supposed to have been captured by
pirates and then finish up with Captain Foster. I should have ended up in
Jamaica to learn how to run a sugar plantation.'

     `Well I'm glad you didn't else I wouldn't be here now wid you,' he
said. `What we be needing a cot for? I'se be sleeping with you, won't I?'

     `Of course Midge,' I said, squatting down and taking him into my arms
and kissing him. `But the English are a bit funny about two men like us
sleeping together, so we'll let them think that you'll be sleeping in the
cot.'

     `Good idea for I like sleeping in bed with you.' We were interrupted
by a knock at the door and Midge opened it and the young girl standing
there gasped as she saw this little black boy standing before her and
nearly dropped the jug and bowl she was holding.

     `Oh my!' she gasped, looking at Midge and then she looked up and saw
me. `The...the mistress sent me up with this water for washing Captain
Jim.' God, they were all catching this mode of address.

     `Thank you. You must be Sybil,' I said as she came into the room and
placed both on the dresser.

     `Yes Captain Jim,' she said with a bob of a curtsey and with a quick
glance at Midge, turned and fled the room.

     `Not many people here in England have seen someone of my colour
before, I think,' Midge said.

     `In that, you're right,' I said as I poured water from the jug and
washed my face and hands and made sure I looked presentable to meet my
father. I even made Midge do the same though I couldn't tell if it made any
difference or not. I unbuckled my sword belt for it seemed silly to be
wearing it while at home and left it in the corner.

     `Such a nice house,' Midge said as he opened the door for me and I
heard the front door slam shut and a moment later heard my father's voice
talking to mother.

     `Jim! Jim! Is it really you,' he cried out from downstairs and went to
the head of them and smiled down at him as I nodded. He held his arms out
and I went down into his embrace. `We thought we'd lost you,' he said and
was unashamed of the tears that ran down his face. I could see over his
shoulder that my elder brother was smiling at this reunion.

     `David,' I said, and he gave me a hug too.

     `We missed you pip squeak but by the feel of these shoulders I don't
think I can call you that anymore,' he said.

     `You sure can't,' came a voice from behind me. It was Midge. `He's
Captain Jim now!'

     `What the hell?' exclaimed David stepping back. `A blackamoor!' I
laughed.

     `No, not quite. This is Midge. He's an Antiguan and he's my personal
man servant.'

     `Man?' David asked in amazement.

     `That's pejorative,' I said.

     `Where the hell did you learn that word?' he asked.

     `Tell you over dinner,' I said.

     `Midge?' my father asked. `What kind of name is that?'

     `It's a shortened name,' I said.

     `Short for what?'

     `Midget.'

     `Oh. Ah, oh,' and he started to laugh, getting the joke. `Well son,'
he said when he finally stopped laughing. `We're really glad to see you
back home. We thought you were dead.'

     `Captain Jim, Captain Jim?' It was Midge tugging at my sleeve. `Please
tell me who these people are.'

     `Oh sorry Midge. This is my father and this is my brother David,' I
said to him as an introduction.

     `Please to meet you Captain Father and Captain David,' he said, giving
them his nice wide smile and showing his white teeth. This made them laugh
at the title given them as we went into the sitting room where a fire had
now been lit. We sat down and Everard, the butler came and served us some
drinks.

     `Try this Jim. It's come from our plantain in Jamaica. It's distilled
from the sugar cane. It's called rum.'

     Wow, it sure was some powerful drink.

     `From sugar cane?' I asked, gasping for breath after just one mouthful
of the potent spirit.

     `Yes. What you were supposed to be going out there to learn about
eight years ago. That's where your brother Percy is now. Instead of going
into the army, he's now out there producing this stuff and it's making us a
fortune.'

     Everard came and announced that dinner was ready and so we went into
the dining room to sit down and I indicated that Midge should go off with
Everard to see about serving our meal and drinks. At least it was wine with
dinner and not that strong drink they called rum. While Midge saw to my
meal and wine glass, I told the family the story from when I left home. The
capture by pirates, my escape. Being taken under the wing of Captain
William Foster.

     `We thought we lost you when we had no word about the ship you left
on,' my father said. `You said you were captured by pirates. Did...did
they...'

     `I survived,' I said shortly, cutting him off because of mother being
at the table. `I was the only survivor. What crew or passengers that
weren't killed in the attack were sold into slavery. The three women, well,
they died. One the day after and the other two a week later,' and I knew
that my father and brother both understood at how they died, but also at
how I survived. It wasn't something I wanted them to dwell on and quickly
went onto how I escaped.

     The meal was over and we went back into the sitting room and sat down
and had some more wine and Midge came and sat down on the floor beside me.

     `No Midge,' I said, `Bring over that stool and sit, not on the floor.'
Father then said that Everard was excused for the night and Midge took over
the duty to see that our glasses were kept full. The candles had been lit
and we sat, drank and talked in front of that lovely fire and Midge fell
asleep, his head resting on my thigh. Even though I liked telling them my
saga, I began to yawn and broke off even though it was only six bells, ten
o'clock. We had gone well over the normal bedtime of the house for we had
usually retired well before nine. Mother smiled at me as I lifted the
sleeping Midge up in my arms and carried him out and David followed to
light some candles to assist me up to my room. Inside, he lit more candles
and wished me goodnight and left and I laid young Midge down on the bed and
undressed him and rolled him under the covers before undressing myself and
getting into bed next to him. He moaned softly in his sleep as I cuddled up
to him for warmth, even though the room was warm from the fire that had
been lit. I didn't want to wake him for sex and if the truth be known, I
was too bloody tired myself to bother and so fell asleep, still cuddling
Midge.

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